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Missing Muse

I couldn’t resist sharing another blogger’s muse, this one presented by Brad over at Writing to Freedom. It seems these muses all know each other and what a bunch of personalities. Did you know they have a labor union? Enjoy. 😀

Missing Muse

My writing muse has been missing in action for a while. My fanciful friend, Muse Brad, seems to have left the premises. I persist in writing because I’m a stubborn cuss, but my writing feels flat and forced.

Or maybe I have a new muse that is all about writing schedules ala D. Wallace’s Muse for Hire. Personally, I’d much rather have a muse like Greg from Almost Iowa. His muse is playful, whiny, loves ice cream, and no slave to time or schedules. Maybe we can share muses to spread the pain and pleasure! 🙂

There seems to be a life lesson here. Our muses and our writing need a delicate mix of discipline and allowing. Too much allowing and nothing gets done. Too much discipline and we kill our muse’s spirit. Like a good teacher or parent, we must learn how to use the right tools at the…

I must say that all the attention paid to her kind has picked up the spirits of my broken-hearted muse. She is not quite ready to write yet (there is still half a pail of chocolate chip ice cream remaining and that ice cream does not eat itself) but she is happy enough to inspire me to mow the lawn and wash the windows in preparation for winter.

I have enjoyed these muse posts, but I’m feeling uncomfortable. I have not been in contact with my inner muse – perhaps because I am so shallow. Now I’m afraid of finding a tyrant or finger pointer. Do I have the courage to look? I’m hoping she is a barrel of fun, and I’ll find her in an a-muse-ment park! Preferably Disney World.

Enjoyed visiting and I think you are a fabulous writer. If Irma wasn’t headed for FL I’d pack up and fly down to the Happiest Place on Earth to fine my muse. Maybe she’ll fly on up to Maine to escape the high winds.

Well, now you all started something. My muse has been getting after me to get social and stop keeping her to myself. So far, I’m still the boss, part of the time, but she carries a lasso and isn’t afraid to use it. I love meeting everyone’s muse. Way to go, Diana. 🙂

Another great muse adventure! These are so much fun to read. Although, I have a feeling my Muse is planning a walkabout soon, so I think I’ll have to distract him. Maybe Mr. E can come by and pick him up for a pub crawl. Maybe they can swing around and pick up a few more muses for the trip 😀

Muse swap?Mine has become so WORTHY I do not recognise him, and I think he has forgotten what we once achieved.So I am playing him old recordings to ginger him up. We may both be old but I never accepted that as any excuse!

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